Although it is past Halloween, the gathering darkness in New England fives rise to all sort of creepy feelings. I offer you two books to give you an excuse to sleep with the light on.
First, Karin Slaughter' Pretty Girls is a riveting, intense drama in which you do not know who is telling the truth until the last page. Is the heroine's husband who he says he is, or is there a darker side to him? The novel is very graphic and not for the faint of heart.
If Pretty Girls is terror on a physical level, there is another book out right now which is even scarier on a psychological level. David Mitchell's latest Slade House is a haunted house mystery in the tradition of Henry James The Turn of the Screw. What is reality and what is fantasy? Could a house really exist every nine years in order to claim its next victim? What makes you a victim?
Of the two books, I would say that Slade House was creepier!
Enjoy and don't say I didn't warn you!
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